Tao Yuan-ming knew nothing of music, but he had at home a simple, unadorned zither without any strings.
Whenever he experienced, in drinking wine, a feeling of plenitude, he touched the zither in order to express the aspiration of his heart.
~ A.R. Davis, Tao Yuan-ming: His Works and Their Meaning, referenced in Francois Jullien, In Praise of Blandness
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